Grace In a Barren Place -- Julie Martin

I was that Mephibosheth

Crippled by my twisted pride and

Hiding from You in a barren place

Where You could not find me

Where You would not give me what I deserved.

But somehow You found me and

I don’t understand why but You

Gave me what I do not deserve

You not only spared my desolate life but

You made it bountiful

And here at Your table

I will thank You, my King.